Vishna's Prophecy

The shoulders we stand on.

Welcome to the world of Alshom.

Alshom. It’s a weird world. For a stretch of land, you could be walking though a lush jungle, blistering desert, or the humble farmlands. But, once you pass through the hissing steel doors of a city gate and suddenly there are elaborate machines scaling walls and carrying people through the streets with functional airships dotting the skies above, you might see a completely different world.

It’s inhabitants live in a world that has risen, fallen, then risen again with a head start thanks to the ruins of the old civilizations. With only the most valuable of technologies are guarded by the City Lords for their own reasons, Alshom has been thriving for centuries for inhabitants from all walks of life.

The problem with standing on the shoulders of another is that, occasionally, they may fall from underneath you.